"The Moment I Knew Something Had to Change" by Daniel New

The moment I knew something had to change, I

knew it was sink or swim. I had to take

charge and press a forward control to the

track and let the rage out of me. Fear is

useless here. The only way to leave is to

end the flow of emotions and pull the trigger.

The moment I knew something had to change,

I had a choice. But I let myself down

and I continued to drown. The fear of

never knowing isn’t comparable to the fear

of never breathing again. Will the next time

be the last time?